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ybn lil bro - y-life lyrics

[intro]
(oh yeah, rick)
ybn
n_ggas can’t f_ck with me
n_ggas can’t f_ck with my squad

[verse 1]
never was playin’ fair
bunch of n_ggas banned from the hood, rap payin’ good
i can make like thirty in one month, know it’s all love
she gon’ let me f_ck ’cause i’m the one
n_ggas sick of ybn, i get to throwin’ that sh_t up
my first day out of jail, i hit my n_gga up, we in the ‘jects
took his strap from off his hip, that’s how you make a n_gga mad
savage squad, we in the zone, we bringin’ this sh_t back
always been hard_headed, i live my life on the edge
i already know my n_gga good, he ridin’ fully automatic
posted up in neighborhoods n_ggas never can come back
watch how this sh_t right here turned a boy into a man
got everybody sayin’, “d_mn, why he do him like that?”
bro ain’t even gotta ask, get to shootin’ through the glass
ho, you wanna ride with me? make sure you wear your life jacket
it’s two hundred on the dash, i bet i get us there and back
all this work i put in, n_ggas ain’t proud of me yet?
one of my worst fears my own man seein’ the stand
i know some n_ggas real lifers, somewhere chillin’ up in max
i get locked, i’ma be somewhere sendin’ hits from my cell
n_ggas tell to 12, that’s when p_ssy n_ggas get the belt
[chorus]
i be high as h_ll, fly as h_ll, you can’t tell me nothin’
smoke his dead man, smoke his dead ass into a bale
i be everywhere, was never scared, was taught to get the money
folks still a tweaker, keep his gun on him from sunday to sunday

[verse 2]
don’t take no lunch breaks
back_to_back srts, turned the streets to a one_way
we in two whole different leagues, you lil’ n_ggas pump fakin’
pop off, give me a reason, i’ma show you one day
best believe all my n_ggas with that gunplay
i think he doin’ it for the clout, put him on the front page
got hoes throwin’ alley_oops like, “ho, do me a favor”
shot that boy, forgot his name, lil’ boy thought he was major

[chorus]
i be high as h_ll, fly as h_ll, you can’t tell me nothin’
smoke his dead man, smoke his dead ass into a bale
i be everywhere, was never scared, was taught to get the money
folks still a tweaker, keep his gun on him from sunday to sunday

[outro]
don’t take no lunch breaks
back_to_back srts, turned the streets to a one_way
we in two whole different leagues, you lil’ n_ggas pump fakin’
pop off, give me a reason, i’ma show you one day

- ybn lil bro lyrics

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